The cursed terrorist…
Three times now, I have been run off the road by
terrorists. Let me explain. Tourists AKA terrorists, need I say more,
perhaps. What happens to people when
they go on vacation? I will tell you, Mental
retardation. All of the sudden rules
don’t apply. Walk in the middle of the
road to get that great picture. Walk out
in front of a car because you think you have the right of way…hey the cross
walk is over there. Let’s drive in the
other lane because it’s beautiful. Basically it boils down to this. I know they are the fiber of my paycheck but please just use common
sense. Would you do these things in your
own town? I’ve been through three tires
in the past month because of people that don’t understand that people live here
too. Truth is that the reason I am even
bitching is because I’ve had one hell of a week. On top of a number of incidents I get run off
the road by tourists and blow a tire and also warp a rim. Secondly I am working (no true complaint ) 8
days in a row. I need the money. Then comes day 5 and I am working a truly
slammed night only to find that a tree has decided to die on my car. Don’t they say it happens in threes. I think
I am getting a bicycle. Or better yet I
think I will go back to hitchhiking. On a
better note this means that I can start walking to work which will be good for
me. The bad is that it’s a bitch to get
to the beach for now. Oh well, it’s
thumb time. You meet more people that
way. Karma…
